Butler was very worried, but being a body guard, he didn't let it show. He went about his day and served dinner at the end of it. He didn't speak too Juliet about his daughter, or the mother of his daughter for that matter. Juliet tried to get anything out of him, but he just avoid the question by acting like he didn't hear her. Even the Fowls were interested in the future of Butler and his daughter. The next day, another letter came. Butler took the letter to his room. It was simple compared to the rest of the mansion, there was a bed, a desk, and a chair. When he was sure that there was no one around he opened it. It read:

Worried yet? I'm only teasing you. There's no need to worry. Well, unless you got married and had children. Then you'll have a very angry daughter on your hands. She gets jealous easily, even when she won't admit , and she's suffered a lot. The town we live in is as normal as it gets and if you don't have a dad, mom, younger sibling, pet, and like everything everyone else likes you are labeled an outsider. (not like that cool book though) She's strong like you, but sneaky like me. She's kinda a loud mouth but in a fight she always has your back. And she has the natural bodyguard instinct to protect people, but some times she takes it to far by completely destroying bullies. (she's sent three mean teachers to a mental hospital, has gotten into to twenty-seven fights, saved four dogs, one bird, three frogs and a squirrel named "Phil", she won ten go-cart races and she gave a guy, ten years older then her ,two black eyes, a broken rib,and knocked out five of his teeth.)We'll be arriving on Saturday. I'll be with three girls. One is your daughter and the other two are her friends. They won't tell you which one of them is yours (you'll just have to guess). I will be wearing a red leather jacket and black pants. The girls' hair colors are easy to spot in a crowd; one is green, one is blue, and the other is purple.(my hair will be bright orange that day) See you on Saturday!

From Stella Of The Shadows (Hey look B. it spells SOTS!! insert my dorky laugh here)

Butler closed his eyes and tried to imagine Stella's laughter, but found he couldn't. He searched his mind for the face that had been so familiar to him, but failed. He sighed. Then he remembered,

" TOMORROW'S SATURDAY!" he cried out ,loud enough for Artemis to hear him from two floors away.

Artemis burst out of his study in a mad dash for the stairs. His heart was pounding.

"Why didn't I get that exercises machine I said I would buy?" he panted as he climbed the last steps to the staircase. As he got sight of Butler's door he spotted Juliet, who had also heard the yelling, already opening the door. He dashed after her but just as the got the there his face slammed into the door.

"Ahh!" he cried out and held his injured face. Butler opened the door when he heard Artemis yell.

"What happened?!"He quickly looked Artemis over for injury.

"Juliet slammed the door in my face!"

"I didn't see you," she protested.

Butler sighed, " Both of you ...just...stop."

He walked back into his room and closed the door on both of them. They both looked at each other sadly.

"I didn't even get to find out what he was screaming about!" whined Juliet.

"I am sure that it was about his daughter. It surprises me that Butler is reacting like this to the fact that he has a daughter. Do you think that its normal for Butler?" Artemis answered.

"I think...well...", she sighed,"I just want him to be happy. And it seems that his daughter is only making him upset."

"I agree. Maybe when she arrives things will be different."

Q, Mac, Coco, and Stella were on a flight to Dublin, Ireland. They were three hours into a twelve hour flight and the girls had already gone over their plan for when they landed. They would be picked up by the car rental company and then hang out in Dublin till school started. Compared to their previous plans this one was fairly and Coco were blissfully snoring away in the row in front of Q and Stella. Q had tried sleeping but the fact that she was soon going to be in a whole different place made her too attentive to sleep. Stella was daydreaming and couldn't , or wouldn't, be pulled out of her trance anytime soon. It might sound strange but Q made it a habit to talk to herself when she knew no one was listening to her at all and that's what she did know to keep herself from going crazy.

"O man, we're almost there. What's going to happen to me? How long will it take for him to realize I'm his daughter? It's probably no that whole instentanious thing like in the old movies, but still."Q stopped talking when she saw her mom starting to surface from her own private world.

"Hey, Q. Sweet heart" Stella mumbled.

Mom's always really nice when she's going to give great advice, Q turned to face her mom.

"Ya, Stell."

"Give me the rest of the snacks I'm hungry."

Q didn't move.

"What."

".."

"Oh. Ok I thought you were actually going to be in the world would give me that impression?"

Q through the snacks at her. Most of it fell on the floor witch won her a glare from the flight attendant. Q gave a big grin back. The flight attendant rolled her eyes. Q mimicked her. The flight attendant's face turned red,

"Miss are you mocking me?"

Q imitated the flight attendant's high pitched tone,

"Why yeess , miss. But what ARE you going to do about it?"

"I'll be speaking to the captain about this, that's what I'm going to do." She huffed and stalked down the isle to the cockpit.

Q turned to her mother,

"And what can the captain do?"

Stella answered casually, "Oh I don't know. He could help get you banned from the whole airline or he could report you to the FBI."

"For what!?"

"Disrupting a plane while it is in flight, I don't know."

Q weighted her options,

"I'll be in the bathroom"she answered quickly. And ran down the opposite way the flight attendant had disappeared.

Stella chuckled to herself.

Dublin airport, Ireland.

Butler hadn't wanted anyone to come with him to the airport, but some how it had become an outing. Juliet, the Fowls, Holly ,Mulch and Butler all waited at the arrivals gate for Stella and the girls. Foaly would have come but he would rather make a machine to run all the possibilities of genetic variations in a female form from Butler's DNA, then go above in a pod. Butler had no clue what to do, either get them all gifts, get Stella a gift, or just stand around hoping that he could recognize her. In the end he didn't have to do a thing. As he was pacing back and forth Artemis was the one to spot them.

"There is lunatic with bright orange hair" he pointed at the door connecting the area with the baggage belt and the meting point. Butler winced, what Artemis said usually was how most people reacted to Stella.

"Who would let their daughters die their hair blue, green, or purple?" he added.

'That's new' Butler thought as he searched for said lunatics.

Butler found her almost instantly, and the first memory that came to mind was the first time they met. He sighed. She had politely introduced herself and then punched him in the jaw, out the window behind him and into the dumpster below. He hadn't seen it coming but after that he never underestimated her again. Stella waved. Butler rubbed his jaw and scowled at her. She laughed, reading his mind perfectly. Artemis observed all of this with an odd expression. Something between amusement and shock. Holly, disguised as a small human girl, laughed and punched the back of Artemis's leg, making it him fall to his knees.

"Why on Earth did you do that for?!?!" Artemis turned to her and scowled.

Holly shrugged and smirked, "Someone needed to do it."

Before he could say anything else, he saw three shadows fall over him. He looked up and saw the three crazy girls with different colored hair looming over him.

"You alright?" the one with the purple hair asked.

For a moment all that Artemis could do was stare. All three girls were looking at him oddly. The one with the blue hair looked like she was about to run him out of Dublin while weilding a pitch fork as a weapon. The other two girls were on the brink of laughing themselves to peaces.

"I'm fine" he picked himself up and tried to regain so of his dignety.

"If by fine you mean 'I'm a weakling that got taken down by a little girl without putting up a fight' then ya you're fine" said the blue haired girl.

Holly laughed, "Couldn't have said it better myself."

Butler guided the group to the car. As they all pilled in he could only watch and wonder what would happen next.

There must be a problem with something in the world. I checked the other chapters in this story and they all drop words. I sent an e-mail to the people in fanfiction but they haven't replied. I'll try and fix it myself but I have no clue. If anyone can help, please do.